Cruising down Decatur reminiscent of the night I got here and my hormone level on the DHEA/DHT spectrometer was ionospheric. This time it was a replenish mission and was over and done 1/2 hour from the outset. The dash through Al's was executed so precisely that the cruise to the good spot was carefree. The boulevard made the old Nana B's stand out, and knocking on the Speakeasy door came to mind. The mellow was achieved biorhythmically but the guy in car parked next to me looked like an extra in Idiocracy. Ignore. These last days of summer are such that the scenery looks like it always does. No fall foliage here.